Aid Brooke Richey in Rebuilding Her Life

*This photo was taken within 12 hours after the attack on 9/14/2023 at JW Marriott Austin.

Hi, I'm Brooke Richey, a survivor of: targeted stalking (near child abduction/molestation); religious trauma; C-PTSD by a 15-year old suppressed memory; sex-trafficking; aggravated sexual assault/rape; and gang stalking. As you read, it's suggested you place this on in the background, as this account covers several traumas and horrific experiences. I would like you to have peace while you read.

Growing up, I was never given the tools I needed to process trauma or grief. I was first traumatized when I was 9 years old, when I was forced to watch the film, "Passion of The Christ" by a caregiver. This film is otherwise known as "Jesus Christ Massacre" - it is extremely graphic. Why is a 9-year-old being forced to watch it? And only myself out of my 3 other siblings. It gave me the understanding that living meant you have to become a living sacrifice, to the point of death. If you are aware of my recent experiences, you can see how this correlates.

A year prior to that, just before my 8th birthday, I was followed home from the bus stop by a white man in a gray station wagon. It was February 13th, a Friday, and we had just done our valentine's exchange in class that day. Walking home with a sucker in my mouth, the man slowed his car, rolled down his window as my 5-year-old sister and I were about to cross the street, and he made an extremely explicit comment to me, about it. My school principal, a black man, made certain that the report was addressed. Tacoma PD came to the office within the next weeks and brought photos for me to identify the man. I didn't see a photo that looked like him, and to this day, I'm not sure that he was ever arrested or convicted for his crimes. It is a miracle my sister and I made it home, which was just across a busy street. I think we got out of the situation because I gave the man what he wanted in the moment, which was twisted pleasure, distracting/tranquilizing him in a way, to not take any more action. We crossed the street, and ran once his car was out of view.

6 years after I was forced to watch The Passion, I experienced an event on the roadway 3 miles from our house which resulted in a dispersed, suppressed memory. It took me 15 years to recover it. The same person who forced me to watch the film, forced me out of the car, making me walk back to the psychological/spiritual abuse.

3 months after recovering this traumatic event which caused me to live in functional-freeze and blind reactivity for half of my life, I became a victim of human-trafficking when traveling solo to Austin, Texas by an Airbnb host and third party attacker.

The host was a woman, who locked me in the guest room on September 13th, 2023. In the morning I found drug paraphernalia in the room by the door. 4 days later, I started experiencing symptoms of Hepatitis-C virus, as I had been drugged by needle injection in my sleep, and assaulted in the early hours of the morning on September 14th. HCV was one of three viruses I contracted, the other two being HPV (of the cervix and linked to cancer) and HSV-2. As sexual assault is a crossing of boundary of your physical body, my skin has now developed an allergy to latex. I cannot wear regular bandaids, or use other products if need be.

I was attacked during a long-drawn season of celibacy and am still celibate to this day. I was drugged and raped in my sleep and while the attack was going on, I dreamt my dying wish. That is my memory of the attack, that I thought I was going to die. I dreamt of the person and place that was safest in my mind, and the day I wanted to spend with them. After the attack, every night I've slept since, my body has gone into high-alert once I fall asleep. I wake up with cortisol buildup, and tension in my jaw and face. I'll wake up with a stiff back and when grief hits, an entire knot of tension between my shoulders. I've had a tender head, and my hair became weak and started thinning.

When I first made the reports to Airbnb and Austin PD, I was disregarded and the severity of the danger was overlooked by both. APD mis-categorized my report and failed to initiate further investigation even with supporting evidence showing I was drugged. I first spoke to a detective (within the wrong department) who told me, “it sounds like no criminal activity took place” despite images of bodily harm and an infection from the needle injection on my backside. Airbnb specifically told me, "the host did not break any safety policies, we cannot take this listing down" despite my showing them messages from the host that she accessed my room not to my knowledge while I was gone from the residence, and every other message of hers showing she was monitoring my activity and whereabouts while in Austin.

3 months after the sex-trafficking and assault, I experienced demonic attacks at home for 2 months between December 20th, 2023 and February 26th, 2024. I was being deceived by a fallen angel, but thankfully after reaching out to some family about it, they encouraged me to put an end to it, which I did, calling on the name of Jesus (I had tried everything else: salt; sage; etc). During that time, I had experienced intrusive thoughts, fell victim to paying a coach $11,000 for a 30-day program which just made the entire situation worse, causing myself to go into business debt. I lived in fear whenever I went home. Things the demons would do: tinker with electronics, a heater in my home (a brand new apartment building) broke because of them; sleep paralysis -- I couldn't move when "crying out" from bad visions and dreams they would bring. They would shake my bed whenever I lied down in it - this was the creepiest thing of them all. Anytime they could, they would give me a thought or vision to take my life. With all of my experiences, I've never dealt with suicidal ideation, just a lot of depression and unresolved grief and sadness. The night I commanded them to leave, instead of a fire starting from an air purifier by my bed, a fire started in the mobile home behind my parents' house from THEIR air purifier. The fire put itself out, and every piece of family memorabilia we had as well as a painting of the last supper, was not scorched. That night I had prayed, "you will not touch my bloodline" and read my grandmother's journal entry for that date which had the scripture: Psalm 91:10 "no evil shall befall me". On the morning of the 27th during thinning hour, I experienced an exorcism and was delivered from the demon that was in my body. The next night I was delivered from a demon in my mind. Over the next few weeks, I experienced angelic healing, and a lot of presence from God.

Within 2 weeks, just after my cat saw Satan at our door on March 8th, 2024, I became a victim of gang stalking. I know my cat saw him because he hissed and snarled at something across the hallway that I could not see, and when I recited the scripture, "Get behind me Satan" my cat felt safe to go outside. During this time Camille had also been trying to distract spirits, to protect me and keep them away from me.

During the gang stalking, which persisted for months until I moved house and changed my phone number, I fled for my life twice. Flying to California for a few days to dodge a threatened break-in. These men, strangers, followed me to the gym, marked my car, marked our building and ultimately broke into my apartment and left cryptic messages and an intentional fingerprint on the off button of my light switch by the front door. I received a death threat from them — till this day I don’t know if that was purely intimidation or if they really were going to take action on it. Given that they broke-in, I’m lucky I wasn’t harmed or abducted. I was the resident manager at the time, and felt like I was going to die. I spoke up to tenants to install cameras, keep lights on and stay vigilant, to which the property management company fired me from my position, causing my rent to double, when I was already struggling to afford it.

In April I filed for state medical leave, and was granted this starting May through the rest of the year. Payouts are determined on the previous year's earnings, which for me was only $34,000.

Because of the gang stalking, I moved house. (Thank you so much everyone who helped me with that move). Right when I moved, the property manager, a woman, started harassing me, loudly knocking on my door after 11pm and even midnight a few times, because there were complaints of my "being loud" for just walking across the floor of my apartment and doing my dishes. This manager would also text me unnecessarily about these things, I've blocked her number now. This managers actions enabled another tenant to do the same, where she came pounding on my door past 11pm, leading me to feel trapped again and not safe in my own home.

I'm asking for financial support because I've been living in poverty for the past 5 years, as a result of all of these traumas. I am in thousands of dollars in debt from running for my life over the past year, needing to rest and only work as much as I'm able. I get stressed out simply from driving somewhere — my nervous system thinks that anywhere I go, I will get attacked. I have lived every day with heightened anxiety and struggle regularly with dissociation -- it makes commitment to anything extremely difficult.

I have not made more than $42,000 in a single year since 2018. I have not had the chance to live a balanced life. Right when I was doing "okay" I quit my job after getting harassed by a new manager, covid hit, my cat died and I miscarried 2 times within 5 months time in 2020, without having the tools or resources to grieve, no support system, isolation from covid, and where both partners of these pregnancies showed no regard for my physical or emotional wellbeing, I lost all drive to provide for myself. I had been on birth control for both pregnancies. Prior to these pregnancies, I had another pregnancy that I chose to end at 5 weeks, when I was 23. I couldn't justify bringing an innocent life into all of this unresolved trauma, I wanted to heal it before having kids. When also looking into the eyes of that partner, their first response was "no…" with their head falling into their hands -- I had my answer. I had been willing to adapt and was excited even, the hormones do that, but that was too much grief to sign up for.

I'm thankful that I have a best friend who pulled me out of a funk and invited me over the summer of 2020, it was a silver lining - but I was still stuck in the subconscious wiring of: "it doesn't matter to me whether you make it home safe, you're about as worth it to me as a piece of litter". I am asking for financial support to re-wire this subconscious thinking. Every dollar I raise helps me re-program it.

I know that this is a lot. This has been my life. Thank you for reading to this point. If you are feeling on edge, please take a moment and BREATHE, release any tension from your body.

I've been dealing with this alone, for my entire life. Currently, I don't live with roommates or a partner. I have never lived with a partner, I have never married, and the last time I lived with roommates was 2019 just during the major losses I started experiencing.

Here is everything I'm doing to heal and get back on my feet:

1. I have a therapist I see regularly, focusing on CBT. I'm currently looking for an EMDR therapist

2. I joined Survivors Sanctuary with Me Too Movement

3. I go do cold plunges regularly in bodies of salt water

4. I've been doing and producing a lot of music. GET OUT OF MY WAY album was released on 10.27.24 and I'm currently working on my first theatre musical while directing Mean Girls The Musical.

5. I've started all the processes for a criminal investigation, protective order and civil lawsuit after APD disregarded my first report. I gave my victim statement on 11/4/2024, within a week APD has told me they need more evidence to continue the investigation. When you donate to this fundraiser, you help the effort to show them that it is worth the effort to investigate. I have been driving the effort to get the results I want -- if you are a survivor and read this, I hope this is the one takeaway you leave with if any.

6. I go for a lot of walks, I don't sleep with an alarm and let my body get as much rest as it needs day in and day out.

7. I do voice journaling, which I find to be more effective than hand-journaling, but I do both. With voice-journaling, I've started seeing myself differently, and have started loving myself. Going back to journals from 18 months ago, when I first started doing them, I started listening to myself as a person, not just what I'm saying. I've felt myself start to love the person who's talking.

8. I've been involved in a few church congregations, which has helped, although I am still extremely wary about committing to a congregation, staying connected has helped.

9. I do a lot of baking and crafts, getting my hands physically on projects is a huge factor in healing

10. I have prioritized going to monthly facial appointments at a spa -- they have helped me in so many ways heal my body and mind.

11. I have applied for and received an emergency grant amount of $2,500 and another $4,900 in rental assistance. These amounts have helped me feel like I can breathe, but I am still facing thousands in consumer, business and school debt. The medical leave I received maxxed out at $529/week because it was determined on my wages from last year. This is not enough for a single person to live on.

12. I have a job until the beginning of February, this is not a lot of money, as it is part-time work at a decent hourly wage. Not more than $3000 a month. It's about all I have energy for.

13. I have been going to the food bank and women's boutiques to shop for free. I've saved at least $500 in groceries from going to the food bank alone in the past few months.

14. I have tried holding full time positions, in sales and admin over the years. I have been harassed and forced to resign or have opted to quit from these positions because of a toxic environment generated by white male managers. I’ve dealt with this in 5 different scenarios, at 5 different businesses, always when I have been a top performer on my team or for the company.

15. I have also been selling jewelry, find my IG account @octopusgardenjewlery or find me on Mercari.

16. I also have a voice coaching program, called Amplify Your Voice. The program helps people recover suppressed memories, step into their power and/or reclaim their lives. It is built off science-based evidence that vocabulary and music nourish mental health and improve cognitive functioning.

Objectively you could look at my situation and gather: "This is how the world treats a single woman, minding her own business." Every single attack I've experienced has been unprovoked, undeserved or meticulously plotted out against me. When I was 9 years old, I was brought outside of our home and isolated by the caregiver that forced me to watch The Passion of The Christ. When trauma of this nature happens to a child in their developmental years, it is increasingly more difficult to unlearn. The issue has been looking at myself in the mirror and being able to believe: "you deserve comfort; protection; and freedom" and even, "your life is worthy of creating life". Two people I really loved in my life communicated otherwise, one being a caregiver. The issue has been that I have not felt safe living in my body for over two decades. This is how I find myself in the situation I am in.

Because I have faced so many attacks, and will likely continue to experience them, I need more protection. Financial stability is the solution to that. Your donation will help me get there more quickly.

Your support, more importantly helps me rewire my subconscious mind and uproot the negative core beliefs that have dominated my life to this point so that I will stay in that space of protection. Every dollar I raise motivates me to build a better life and enables me to let go of every trauma and crime I’ve experienced.

What your financial support will do:

1. Help me afford monthly living expenses, including bill pay-off amounts: $6000/month

2. Enable me to do things I've wanted to do to heal and find joy:

3. Long term effects of your support (things I want to do one day when I have the means):

Thank you again for helping me regain my dignity and sense of worth. If you would like to see details of accounts, balances, evidence of reports of traumas, crimes, etc, please don't hesitate to reach out, I'm more than happy to provide these things.

As a lot of parts of me are "dying" with ending the hold trauma has had on my life - we're going for a colorful Nirvana.

September 13th was a Wednesday last year. After messaging: "Hey, I'm locked in my room" to the sex-trafficking host of this Airbnb, I met her while she was dressed in a pink robe as she unlocked my door from the hallway with a key. Because I didn't know what I was dealing with, I didn't point fingers or blame, I simply said: "I wake up in the middle of the night to use the restroom". I went to sleep where I should have been safe.

Tractor was a goal of mine to headline, and we did that on 10.30.2027.

I'm not leaving.

On Wednesdays, we wear pink.